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lumber which greatly refreshed her; and she arose in the morning with spirits more adequate to the painful task she had to perform; and; after several attempts; at length concluded the following letter to her mother                          TO MRS。 TEMPLE。                                                   NEW…YORK。 〃Will my once kind; my ever beloved mother; deign to receive a letter from her guilty; but repentant child? or has she; justly incensed at my ingratitude; driven the unhappy Charlotte from her remembrance? Alas! thou much injured mother! shouldst thou even disown me; I dare not complain; because I know I have deserved it:  but yet; believe me; guilty as I am; and cruelly as I have disappointed the hopes of the fondest parents; that ever girl had; even in the moment when; forgetful of my duty; I fled from you and happiness; even then I loved you most; and my heart bled at the thought of what you would suffer。 Oh! never; never! whilst I have existence; will the agony of that moment be erased from my memory。  It seemed like the separation of soul and body。 What can I plead in excuse for my conduct? alas! nothing! That I loved my seducer is but too true! yet powerful as that passion is when operating in a young heart glowing with sensibility; it never would have conquered my affection to you; my beloved parents; had I not been encouraged; nay; urged to take the fatally imprudent step; by one of my own sex; who; under the mask of friendship; drew me on to ruin。  Yet think not your Charlotte was so lost as to voluntarily rush into a life of infamy; no; my dear mother; deceived by the specious appearance of my betrayer; and every suspicion lulled asleep by the most solemn promises of marriage; I thought not those promises would so easily be forgotten。 I never once reflected that the man who could stoop to seduction; would not hesitate to forsake the wretched object of his passion; whenever his capricious heart grew weary of her tenderness。 When we arrived at this place; I vainly expected him to fulfil his engagements; but was at last fatally convinced he had never intended to make me his wife; or if he had once thought of it; his mind was now altered。  I scorned to claim from his humanity what I could not obtain from his love:  I was conscious of having forfeited the only gem that could render me respectable in the eye of the world。 I locked my sorrows in my own bosom; and bore my injuries in silence。 But how shall I proceed?  This man; this cruel Montraville; for whom I sacrificed honour; happiness; and the love of my friends; no longer looks on me with affection; but scorns the credulous girl whom his art has made miserable。  Could you see me; my dear parents; without society; without friends; stung with remorse; and (I feel the burning blush of shame die my cheeks while I write it) tortured with the pangs of disappointed love; cut to the soul by the indifference of him; who; having deprived me of every other comfort; no longer thinks it worth his while to sooth the heart where he has planted the thorn of never…ceasing regret。 My daily employment is to think of you and weep; to pray for your happiness and deplore my own folly:  my nights are scarce more happy; for if by chance I close my weary eyes; and hope some small forgetfulness of sorrow; some little time to pass in sweet oblivion; fancy; still waking; wafts me home to you:  I see your beloved forms; I kneel and hear the blessed words of peace and pardon。 Extatic joy pervades my soul; I reach my arms to catch your dear embraces; the motion chases the illusive dream; I wake to real misery。 At other times I see my father angry and frowning; point to horrid caves; where; on the cold damp ground; in the agonies of death; I see my dear mother and my revered grand…father。 I strive to raise you; you push me from you; and shrieking cry〃Charlotte; thou hast murdered me!〃  Horror and despair tear every tortured nerve; I start; and leave my restless bed; weary and unrefreshed。 〃Shocking as these reflexions are; I have yet one more dreadful than the rest。  Mother; my dear mother! do not let me quite break your heart when I tell you; in a few months I shall bring into the world an innocent witness of my guilt。 Oh my bleeding heart; I shall bring a poor little helpless creature; heir to infamy and shame。 〃This alone has urged me once more to address you; to interest you in behalf of this poor unborn; and beg you to extend your protection to the child of your lost Charlotte; for my own part I have wrote so often; so frequently have pleaded for forgiveness; and entreated to be received once more beneath the paternal roof; that having received no answer; not even one line; I much fear you have cast me from you for ever。 〃But sure you cannot refuse to protect my innocent infant: it partakes not of its mother's guilt。  Oh my father; oh beloved mother; now do I feel the anguish I inflicted on your hearts recoiling with double force upon my own。 〃If my child should be a girl (which heaven forbid) tell her the unhappy fate of her mother; and teach her to avoid my errors; if a boy; teach him to lament my miseries; but tell him not who inflicted them; lest in wishing to revenge his mother's injuries; he should wound the peace of his father。 〃And now; dear friends of my soul; kind guardians of my infancy; farewell。 I feel I never more must hope to see you; the anguish of my heart strikes at the strings of life; and in a short time I shall be at rest。 Oh could I but receive your blessing and forgiveness before I died; it would smooth my passage to the peaceful grave; and be a blessed foretaste of a happy eternity。  I beseech you; curse me not; my adored parents; but let a tear of pity and pardon fall to the memory of your lost CHARLOTTE。                          CHAPTER XXIII。                    A MAN MAY SMILE; AND SMILE;                          AND BE A VILLAIN。 WHILE Charlotte was enjoying some small degree of comfort in the consoling friendship of Mrs。 Beauchamp; Montraville was advancing rapidly in his affection towards Miss Franklin。 Julia was an amiable girl; she saw only the fair side of his character; she possessed an independent fortune; and resolved to be happy with the man of her heart; though his rank and fortune were by no means so exalted as she had a right to expect; she saw the passion which Montraville struggled to conceal; she wondered at his timidity; but imagined the distance fortune had placed between them occasioned his backwardness; and made every advance which strict prudence and a becoming modesty would permit。  Montraville saw with pleasure he was not indifferent to her; but a spark of honour which animated his bosom would not suffer him to take advantage of her partiality。 He was well acquainted with Charlotte's situation; and he thought there would be a double cruelty in forsaking her at such a time; and to marry Miss Franklin; while honour; humanity; every sacred law; obliged him still to protect and support Charlotte; was a baseness which his soul shuddered at。 He communicated his uneasiness to Belcour:  it was the very thing this pretended friend had wished。  〃And do you really;〃 said he; laughing; 〃hesitate at marrying the lovely Julia; and becoming master of her fortune; because a little foolish; fond girl chose to leave her friends; and run away with you to America。 Dear Montraville; act more like a man of sense; this whining; pining Charlotte; who occasions you so much uneasiness; would have eloped with somebody else if she had not with you。〃 〃Would to heaven;〃 said Montraville; 〃I had never seen her; my regard for her was but the momentary passion of desire; but I feel I shall love and revere Julia Franklin as long as I live; yet to leave poor Charlotte in her present situation would be cruel beyond description。〃 〃Oh my good sentimental friend;〃 said Belcour; 〃do you imagine no body has a right to provide for the brat but yourself。〃 Montraville started。  〃Sure;〃 said he; 〃you cannot mean to insinuate that Charlotte is false。〃 〃I don't insinuate it;〃 said Belcour; 〃I know it。〃 Montraville turned pale as ashes。  〃Then there is no faith in woman;〃 said he。 〃While I thought you attached to her;〃 said Belcour with an air of indifference; 〃I never wished to make you uneasy by mentioning her perfidy; but as I know you love and are beloved by Miss Franklin; I was determined not to let these foolish scruples of honour step between you and happiness; or your tenderness for the peace of a perfidious girl prevent your uniting yourself to a woman of honour。〃 〃Good heavens!〃 said Montraville; 〃what poignant reflections does a man endure who sees a lovely woman plunged in infamy; and is conscious he was her first seducer; but are you certain of what you say; Belcour?〃 〃So far;〃 replied he; 〃that I myself have received advances from her which I would not take advantage of out of regard to you: but hang it; think no more about her。  I dined at Franklin's to…day; and Julia bid me seek and bring you to tea:  so come along; my lad; make good use of opportunity; and seize the gifts of fortune while they are within your reach。〃  Montraville was too much agitated to pass a happy evening even in the company of Julia Franklin: he determined to visit Charlotte early the next morning; tax her with her falsehood; and take an everlasting leave of her; but when the morning came; he was commanded on duty; and for six weeks was prevented from putting his design in execution。  At length he found an hour to spare; and walked out to spend it with Charlotte: it was near four o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at her cottage; she was not in the parlour; and without calling the servant he walked up stairs; thinking to find her in her bed room。 He opened the door; and the first object that met his eyes was Charlotte asleep on the bed; and Belcour by her side。 〃Death and distraction;〃 said he; stamping; 〃this is too much。 Rise; villain; and defend yourself。〃  Belcour sprang from the bed。 The noise awoke Charlotte; terrified at the furious appearance of Montraville; and seeing Belcour with him in the chamber; she caught hold of his arm as he stood by the bed…side; and eagerly asked what was the matter。 〃Treacherous; infamous girl;〃 said he; 〃can you ask?  How came he here?〃 pointing to Belcour。 〃As heave
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